Chapter 352: Khârn: Did I hit the Butcher's Nails, or did you hit the Butcher's Nails?

Facing the Archangel who stood before the Vengeful Spirit and had returned from death, the first thought that came to Abaddon's mind was actually, should we just run?

In front of the massive Gloriana battleship, the beautiful figure gently trembling its wings was so slender, as if it would shatter like a ruby at a touch.

Abaddon saw one of the Vengeful Spirit's former sisters, the flagship of the Master of Ultramar, the Macragge's Honour, bypassing a star and rushing to the battlefield. But before that, the Vengeful Spirit was enough to launch an attack on Sanguinius.

But Abaddon just felt afraid. Not only him, but those warriors in the Black Legion who had lived since the Great Crusade era all felt afraid.

During the Great Crusade era, Sanguinius and Horus maintained a sincere friendship between brothers. Before Sanguinius returned to his own legion, he had already stood side-by-side with Horus among the Luna Wolves. After he began to lead the Ninth Legion, the two legions often cooperated.

And the fallen Sons of Horus also witnessed Sanguinius's anger with their own eyes during the Siege of Terra.

So the Black Legion, inherited from the Sons of Horus, knew incomparably well how powerful Sanguinius was.

As an ally, he was incomparably reliable, gentle, and reassuring.

As an enemy, he was incomparably terrifying, angry, and creepy.

Only those newcomers who hadn't experienced the Great Rebellion would clamor to launch an attack on Sanguinius.

And the old men would only think of those terrifying scenes, recalling the scenes during the Siege of Terra.

"At that time, he was shouting on the public channel, 'I will never die today!' 'But not today!' and things like that, and then he knocked down an Hua Hua Hua Di Huang-class Titan."

"I testify, I was on the scene. When he flew back to the city wall, he also spent ten seconds knocking down a Reaver-class Titan."

"Is Angron awesome? He is even more awesome than Angron. He even pulled the Butcher's Nails out of Angron."

"I was on the scene when he killed his way onto the Vengeful Spirit. You ask what the situation was like then? Damn, I was already in a Helbrute, you ask me what the situation was like?"

The veterans of the Long War shared the fear that had passed for ten thousand years with the young Black Legion warriors tremblingly.

Abaddon covered the wounds on his body and turned his head to look at Khârn, who was hugging his arms and fused with a daemon beside him.

"If Sanguinius chooses to attack the Vengeful Spirit first, can you stop him?"

He was seriously injured, and that scar extended from the scar Horus had caused Sanguinius in the past. Although only a little bit spread to Abaddon's body, it also made him weak enough to only perform short-term combat.

And the Tzeentchian Chief Daemon Kairos had already taken the seven still-normal Lords of Change and prepared to teleport to Guilliman's location.

On the entire Vengeful Spirit, the one most worth relying on now was Khârn.

Abaddon knew Khârn's strength, especially since Khârn was now fused with a daemon, and the daemon fused with Khârn had also eaten those two stupid Lords of Change. Khârn's power must be stronger than ever before.

If Sanguinius killed his way to the Vengeful Spirit first, rather than the Revenge of Tizca, only Khârn had such a little hope, cooperating with the terrain inside the Vengeful Spirit, to support until Ma Genusi arrived.

Khârn slowly turned his head. He stared at Abaddon, his gaze as if asking Abaddon: Did you hit the Butcher's Nails or did I hit the Butcher's Nails? How come it seems like you are the one with a disability in your brain?

"Blood does not ask for origin, skulls do not ask for the path."

The daemon possessing Khârn said:

"Khârn, if Sanguinius hits us, we will cut off Abaddon's head and take it to defect to that lord."

The daemon was obviously referring to that Doraemon.

Khârn still didn't say a word, just stared at Abaddon, his fingers couldn't help but rub the chainaxe "Blood-Child".

Just at this moment, Sanguinius slowly turned his head and looked at the Vengeful Spirit.

His scorching golden eyes seemed to look straight at Abaddon sitting on the command throne, and he took a step forward lightly.

Hum!! Swoosh!!

The Vengeful Spirit retreated a long distance abruptly. The speed of the retreat was so fast that many Astartes on the ship couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

Khârn stood firmly on the ground, still not saying a word, staring at Abaddon.

The Vengeful Spirit was connected to Abaddon through the command throne. The retreat just now must have been Abaddon instinctively giving an order to the machine spirit because of fear.

Abaddon felt a bit hairy being watched by Khârn.

"... I still have some Long War veterans who can drag Sanguinius down."

Abaddon said sweating profusely:

"Before Ma Genusi arrives, Sanguinius cannot kill us all."

Khârn lowered the Blood-Child in his hand a little, and his gaze fell on Sanguinius outside the Vengeful Spirit.

Sanguinius seemed to notice Khârn's gaze. He hooked a smile at the corner of his mouth and took a step forward again.

Swoosh!!!

On the Vengeful Spirit, which retreated a large distance again, Khârn looked at Abaddon with twitching face, and the Blood-Child in his hand raised a section again. "Instinct, instinct." Abaddon said with embarrassment.

Sanguinius outside the Vengeful Spirit laughed two or three times, then trembled his wings, turned around, and flew toward the Revenge of Tizca.

"What the hell is Abaddon doing?!"

"Is the engine of his Vengeful Spirit stuck by Horus's corpse?"

Ahriman burned a Chaos artifact he had stored, using the massive psychic power in it to support a massive psychic barrier, protecting his eight great sorcerers and himself, while cursing the Warmaster Abaddon.

The Macragge's Honour above the sky vented a round of firepower at them. Although they were very restrained in bombing to prevent accidental injury to friendly forces, they still smashed nearly one-third of the Rubric Marines who didn't have time to hide in Ahriman's barrier into pieces in the blink of an eye. Gorgeous colorful ashes flew everywhere on the battlefield.

And after the bombing of the Macragge's Honour ended...

"Damn Ahriman cub, don't hide in your turtle shell! Come out and let your Grandpa Calthor hit you twice!"

"Have the guts to blow your legion into ashes, but don't have the guts to come out and see the props equipped for Grandpa Calthor by Lord Doraemon?"

"Hey! Don't say, your brothers look really good when they are raised!"

A Death Company Dreadnought of the Blood Angels grabbed the body of a Rubric Marine, twisted off his head, and kept waving colorful dust into the air.

After one was finished, he would grab another and wave it crazily, while waving, he kept mocking Ahriman through the loudspeaker.

Which Tech-Priest came up with the idea of installing a loudspeaker on a Dreadnought?! What is the meaning of this function?!

!

What annoyed Ahriman the most was that he tried to kill that Dreadnought directly several times.

But as long as Ahriman left the barrier supported by the eight great sorcerers and Chaos artifacts, very quickly, very quickly,

Mephiston, Jainas, Sylandri Veilwalker, Ultramarines Second Captain Sicarius, and several other Astartes captains would swarm up.

If it were just them, Ahriman could deal with them all by himself.

But Guilliman, the Fat Tiger Daemon, and Zhou Yun would also arrive together. The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword, the ball-and-stick, and the laser gun with power enough to destroy a building would all vent toward Ahriman.

The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword and the ball-and-stick were fine, Ahriman could at least dodge. That laser gun didn't know why it couldn't be dodged at all. The disc under Ahriman's feet had died several times. If it weren't for his superb psychic skills, he didn't know how many times he had died himself.

Ahriman gritted his teeth. It was agreed that Ma Genusi, Abaddon and his Black Legion, Kairos and his Lords of Change would cooperate with Ahriman's action.

But why does Ahriman feel that he is the only one fighting now?

Could it be that Ma Genusi, Abaddon, and Kairos are just Ahriman's hallucinations? From beginning to end, only he went crazy to attack two Primarchs and one god?

The only good news is that the Macragge's Honour didn't carry out a new round of bombing, but bypassed the stars in mid-air and stabbed into the depths of the Warp... Hmm?

Ahriman saw a burst of violent Warp light appearing not far away. The Chief Daemon of Tzeentch, Fateweaver Kairos, appeared on the battlefield, followed by seven Tzeentchian Great Daemons, Lords of Change.

"Stupid bird! Bastard! Actually appeared after waiting for the Macragge's Honour to leave!"

Ahriman cursed Fateweaver Kairos at the same time. This bastard actually waited for the orbital bombardment to end before appearing, leaving Ahriman to block so many lances in vain.

What made Ahriman even more uneasy was why there were only seven Lords of Change left behind Kairos? Shouldn't there be nine?

Now Ahriman felt a sense of ominousness as soon as he saw seven.

In the void, seeing Sanguinius pounce on Ma Genusi's flagship, the Revenge of Tizca, Abaddon breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he wasn't facing Sanguinius, everything would be fine.

Abaddon quickly turned the ship's head, intending to bypass the star polluted by witchcraft and go to support Ahriman.

But just at this moment, Abaddon suddenly saw the Warp in front of the Vengeful Spirit twisting and wriggling.

Subsequently, a massive shadow stood in front of the bridge...

Abaddon raised his head abruptly and found that the shadow was... a huge twisted snail, lying in front of the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit.

Crack——————

A huge pair of gardening shears fell from the snail's body.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 353 =====